I usually run with a theme. For the last couple of weeks we have had outings on Friday. Last Friday I was given tickets to a musical 'Girl from the North Country' featuring the music of Bob Dillon. It wasn't dreadful but if we had paid for the tickets we would have felt robbed. Coming home we hit a pot-hole. BANG! A kangaroo startled by the noise bounded out in front of it. We missed it by literally inches. We were pleased (very) about that, but the pothole flattened a tyre. We called the NRMA (National Roads and Motorists' Association) and had it changed, arriving home some two and a half hours later. On the Monday when we took the tyre in to be fixed we discovered that the rim had been bent. And when we went to have that fixed discovered that another rim had also buckled. Sigh. So we rang up to report the pothole. There are so many about at the moment that the phone process has been streamlined. Press two to report a dangerous pothole. Another sigh. Our free night out has cost $500 (and counting because a wheel realignment is on the cards).
Our next Friday outing was MUCH more successful. We went to our National Museum to see another immersive art exhibition 'Connection: Songlines from Australia's First Peoples.' And were blown away. As usual, many photos follow. Perhaps too many for which I apologise.
Immersive it certainly was. The artworks were displayed on the walls and the floor, interspersed with photos of our First People, and of the areas, flora and fauna from which the featured artist came. And it was accompanied by music. Indigenous music - again relevant to the artist on display.
There is still a Jazz (panther sized) hole in our home and our hearts but there is also room for beauty and wonder. And I hope that all of you find both in your week(s) to come.
